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letra de helot - påpadøpe

[verse 1]
we were humans, we transformed into people
we were original, we became our sequel
wrong choices, we called ’em mistakes
real warnings, regarded ’em fakes
last chances, we took ’em as first
we got lost, but named it a quest
we thought we were angry, we lied to us
we tried to see future when we can’t see our past
we used a smile to hide our pain
we put our thoughts in a premade frame
we call other crazy, when we are insane
we all were calm, then nemesis came
self made liars, truth too hard to swallow
created idols, we needed someone to follow
kneeled before gods, cause they told us so
belief was lost, our hauter been shown
we never loved no thing, only got used to it
overused it, was over, before we even knew it
we cared about minority but we did nothing
hypocrisy, for all to see, when you can’t hear us crying
we cried in silence, because we cried inside
and the internal tears did corrode our pride
we were struck, we fell, we hit rock bottom
ashamed of ourselves because of stronger’s odium
disgraced, cause slaves deserve none more than hate
all this pain, we face, but we still do none more than wait
we wait
to give us a power called freedom
we enslave ourselves the way we treat ’em
we may lack force, but we don’t lack the wisdom
you know, the blood of an helot is what rules a kingdom

[bridge]
helots’ minds create monsters
but helots’ souls get no love
we never meant to be enslaved
modern day made us, though
helots down in streets and buildings
no will, no feel at all
we die for someone else’s sinning
but after all that’s what we chose

[verse 2]
so many question i got so many statements i made
but being sure for the past can’t help me today
only make me wonder
why be angry, why feel great
why trynna destroy, why trynna create?
why feel free if it’s proved i’m a slave
i’m just unable to accept my fate
or maybe i’m afraid
so i’ll just live to wait
took my soul i protected and threw it at waste
now i wanna pray to be again what i’ve been
cause i may hate god-praising, but that doesn’t mean
i don’t wanna raise my head high, aim at the sky
ask for divine help, and then have it mine
i’m still a human, and there’s times i need a god
what you created, what you called, what you needed
i need it more
but if it was real, it’d give more than a chance
that’s why people choose the devil for these songs to dance
if only god was just
is what i ask for too much?
(it is cause no matter what, you would show no trust)
cause i’m a hypocrite, who tries to be different
trynna seem militant and intricate
being just grandiloquent
that’s probably why, i didn’t use an “i”
in the entire first verse
i tried to hide in “we”, me and everyone else
but the second is been, honestly dense
i wanna state something
we have no soul, no thinking, no feelings
we born as kings, we were raised as helots

- papadope

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